A Poem About Running On Empty

I WANT TO SPEND

I want to spend all my money
On some enormous
and thoughtless event,
Go up like a screaming rocket,
Some massive giga-candled thing
That spits sparks and colors
Left and right
While aimed at the moon
And then like me expires.

rcs.

2nd draft: 06/08/04
©2004 Ronald C. Southern

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